A Time to Talk

Posted on 16th Feb 2014 07:03 pm by admin

When a friend calls to me from the road
And slows his horse to a meaning walk,
I don’t stand still and look around
On all the hills I haven’t hoed,
And shout from where I am, What is it?
No, not as there is a time to talk.
I thrust my hoe in the mellow ground,
Blade-end up and five feet tall,
And plod: I go up to the stone wall
For a friendly visit.

-Robert Frost (1874-1963)

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You may see me struggle,

but you won't see me fall.

Regardless if I'm weak or not

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If my world were made of chocolate,

I know what I would do.

I'd make a chocolate

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Fumbling, stumbling,

around in the dark.

Fighting, igniting,

flames from

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The people upstairs all practice ballet

Their living room is a bowling alley

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One by one
take one step at a time
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When you're feeling down and blue,

And life is being cruel to you,

Just remember

I'm Glad I Have A Friend Like You

It started as just a hug and grew into a kiss,

A friendship that had blossomed to more th

Until' The End
this lazy hand
supposed to be writing
a poem of love
that is never ending

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